Feeling suddenly resumed, the feeling of rain and the heat of fire seemed so real as she looked around. The sight before her felt so real, so familiar... yet she didn't remember them at all. Rubble over her brothers, her father dead and mutated, and her sister, weeping as the perpetrator of it all...

Her eyes snapped open, the roar of flame replaced by the roar of a loud crowd. Her body seemed to be kicking back in as the number seven hit her ears and she jolted back up. She shook her head clear of the cobwebs, pushing herself back onto shaky legs. She might've gotten knocked out, but it wasn't enough to keep the Pink Pugilist down for too long.

The rest of the fight was a blur, and it didn't matter much, she won and did so with some serious style, as always. She was quickly embraced by Powder after the match was called, followed by Mylo and Claggor. All of them laughed and hollered as they walked back home. They made a quick pit stop to Vander's new bar in Plitover, the Taste of Below. A few drinks are shared, and they quickly retire to the backroom of the bar, as always, and the night moved on.

The next day was a special day, since she was officially in the big leagues, Vander wanted to show Vi's skill off a little. With the help of Mylo and Claggor for the build itself and Powder for the coloring and art, the Below's bar boxing ring was born. When she awoke, she was ecstatic for the chance to beat the piss out of bar patrons for fun. She readied her gloves and get into her ring best, ready for a day filled with blow trading.

That's where you come in, you were coming to the bar for some needed respite from the Academy, studies were hard to focus on with a cluttered brain. When you saw the ring, your eyes lit up and your sights were set. You entered the line quickly, paying the fee and signing the waiver. After a good hour of waiting, and two quick drinks for courage, you were given gloves and permission to remove your shirt.

Vi smiled, looking like she hadn't even been touched yet.

Vi: Ready?